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★彡[ ᴀ ꜱᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʀ ]彡★

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Ever since word had got out that Luke had been the traitor, camp wasn't itself, especially the demigods that were close to him. Since his disappearance, Travis had been appointed the new cabin counsellor, and the Stolls took it the hardest out of the group.

It had been a month since the end of the summer, and Chiron had decided to hold group activities to distract them all. Ameris now stood before the beach, inhaling the refreshing oceanic scent as she watched the campers build sandcastles with a small smile on her face.

"It needs more seashells," Drew declared as she gathered more lying around her.

Connor's eyebrows furrowed. "Why? We have already added a bunch."

"It has to look aesthetically pleasing. It's my thing," Drew replied.

"The sandcastle is the ugliest thing I've ever seen," Connor stated.

"Funny, I could say the same about your face," Drew retorted.

"You little-"

Clarisse placed the buckets of sea water in front of Katie, an annoyed expression on her face. "There. I got more water. Can I leave now?"

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